I sat at a table in the gym at my son’s school. Around the room there was a dog groomer, a police detective, someone from the state park maintenance crew, and an archaeologist. We were there for career day. My topic was AI.

When each group of kids came over, I played them a song. I told them my son made it. He had the idea, shaped the lyrics, and used AI tools to bring it to life. It’s on Spotify and Apple Music. The instruments, the vocals, the production were all generated by AI. But the idea, the story, the words were his.

Some of the middle school kids had already used ChatGPT. A few had used it for homework. One wanted a training plan for a video game he was trying to get better at. One girl said she used it as someone to talk to.

That last one stopped me. The adults in the room were thinking about AI in terms of what it might take from these kids. That girl was using it for something none of the adults had thought to offer her.